# Arts in Milwaukee – Sandra Cipollone – art
Please sign in:
or sign up

Arts in Milwaukee

A Public Service Of Milwaukee Artist Resource Network

No Results

No Results

No Results

No Results

  • “Let Down”Let Down

    24" x 30" Oil on Canvas 2020

  • “Updo”Updo

    24" x 30" Oil on Canvas 2020

  • “Fever Dream”Fever Dream

    18" x 24" Oil on Canvas 2019

  • “Dominion”Dominion

    30" x 40" Oil on Canvas 2019

  • “Thinking of Initiation & Lots of Fish”Thinking of Initiation & Lots of Fish

    Oil on Canvas, 36" x 36", 2018

  • “The Facade”The Facade

    Oil on Canvas, 2018

  • “Three Fellas”Three Fellas

    Oil on Canvas, 16" x 20"

  • “Trigger Warning”Trigger Warning

    Oil on Canvas, 16" x 20"

  • “Anonymous Iconic”Anonymous Iconic

    Oil on Canvas, 16" x 20" Honorable Mention at the 2018 Wisconsin Artists Biennial

Sandra Cipollone

  • Art
I am an Art Professional

Support This Artist
Contact Info
1022a West Scott Street
Milwaukee , WI 53204 Un

(414) 217-1458
smheinz57@gmail.com
My Sites
My News

artist bio

Sandra Cipollone is an artist living in Milwaukee, Wisconsin working in painting, collage, and printmaking. She received her BFA from UW-Madison. She has shown at the Museum of Wisconsin Art, the Trout Museum of Art in Appleton, and various galleries in Milwaukee. She is currently producing art that portrays a liminal sense of time and place. Her work is influenced by entropy and anomalies in image reproduction technologies. Sandra's work displays themes of performative identity in historical contexts through the lens of the uncanny.

artist statement

I am taking source imagery from found photographs just outside of living memory. My intention is not to exactly copy the images, which seems a little redundant, but to interpret them through inventive color schemes and brushwork. A strong color palette creates a straight-faced surrealism. Photos of strangers in the past remind me of the cognitive dissonance I feel when looking at my own family photographs. Our family tree is a bit complicated, and even something as innocent as looking at our archives opens up emotional minefields. I’m wrestling with “nostalgia”. If we define nostalgia as stories of the past we tell ourselves to justify our present, then how do we reconcile the unknown or the uncomfortable facts we discover?